You must enable javascript to view this page. This is a requirement of our licensing agreement with music Gracenote.

This is the first day of my last daysBuilt it up, now I take it apartClimbed up real high, now fall down real farNo need for me to stayThe last thing left, I just threw it awayPut my faith in God and my trust in youNow there's nothing more fucked up I could do

Wish there was something realWish there was something trueWish there was something realIn this world full of you

I'm the one without a soulI'm the one with this big fucking holeNo new tale to tellTwenty-six years on my way to HellGotta listen to your big timeHard line, bad luck, fist fuckDon't think you're having all the funYou know me, I hate everyone

Wish there was something realWish there was something trueWish there was something realIn this world full of you

(I want to)(But I can't turn back)

Wish there was something realWish there was something trueWish there was something realIn this world full of you

Wish there was something realWish there was something trueWish there was something realIn this world full of youThis world full of youThis world full of youThis world full of